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It was like a thirst that needed to be relinquished. My hand moved on their own finding the sweet spot between my legs. My grandfather forbade me from pleasuring myself, he said it was a sin to indulge in such temptations. That it would make me impure. But I couldn’t contain it anymore, I had to or else I might go crazy.

I whispered, leaning forward to drink the drops of holy water that slid down his balls. Father Gabriel thrust upward toward my mouth and his hand found his cock. He began to stroke and I smiled mischievously. "Isn’t masturbation a sin, father. What then would i do if you of all people masturbated?" I asked slyly. "You’re a temptress," he replied in his own defense. He squeezed his cock as I sucked one of his balls into my mouth. I ran my tongue over it and sucked, feeling it roll between my lips. Gabriel moaned quietly, the passionate sound resonating from the high ceilings and back down.

he asked, his eyes darkening as he ran his fingers up my bare arm. ‎Goosebumps were all over my body. ‎"I'm saying it's wrong. It's a sin," I repeated, but I couldn't stop myself from taking a small step closer to him. ‎The way we were talking was already making me so horny and causing some wetness to pool at my core. The forbidden nature of our attraction made it almost impossible for me to resist him at that moment. ‎"What more can I say? I love doing forbidden things. The fact that it's forbidden makes me want to have you more, it makes it more thrilling and exciting," Tyson said huskily before leaning forward and capturing my lips in a heated kiss.

I jumped, spinning around. He was standing there in the dim lamplight, arms crossed, looking equal parts shocked and annoyed. “You can’t learn sex from videos. It’s not a chemistry class, for fuck’s sake. Those are actors, staged for cameras. Real sex? It’s messy, personal, about connection and communication. Not some formula you memorize.” My cheeks burned with embarrassment. I stood up, facing him. We were close…too close. Close to the point I could smell his body wash.

After all, I was here to purge myself of these feelings, not relish in them. The Father finished his phone call and seemed to look me over for a moment before he started. “You’re right on time. Sexual thoughts and masturbation are quite normal, Megan. However, what you described to me seems perhaps an unhealthy interest in sex. Prurient in the most sinful of ways. This can lead to further fornication and promiscuity.” He paused, waiting for a response. I put my hands in my lap and lowered my eyes to the floor. “I know, Father. But it feels so good.”

Master was sporting an erection, not immune himself to the show the three of us had put on. "I don't want you to think that's the only way to enjoy sex with someone else," I said. "Sex between men and women can be just as beautiful and extraordinary. My Master and Lisa can show you. She needs to have sex with him now before she gets pierced tomorrow. After, she won't be able to have sex for three days. That's very difficult for sex slaves like us. Will you show her, sir?" "Lisa," Master asked, "are you ready to accept a cock again."

But next to his reflection, he saw the shadow of Angeline. She was the "weakness" he hadn't seen coming. She was the "motivation" that was already starting to rewrite his priorities. He realized then that the "Sinful Virtues" weren't just the rules they lived by. They were the traits that would either bind them together or destroy both their empires. Angeline wasn't just his wife; she was a mirror held up to his own soul. And for the first time, Roman Moretti didn't like what he saw.

Chapter Nine- Under The Table Sins Part Three every movement of mine pleads for him to help me sin and my actions do not reflect the voice of conscience, shouting for me to do the right thing and not spread my legs for my mother's husband! ~♧~• Pleasure is a sin.

a kind of sin which would turn her into a sinner. She immediately backed away from him and looked at him with disgust and filth in her eyes. "How could you even think about something like this?" She spat at him because she understood what he meant and he just heard her. "You are forgetting you are a married man, Mr Alfanso and even thinking about having another woman is a sin for you," she raised her voice at him. How could someone fall this low? Aniya turned startled when he started chuckling shamelessly in front of her.

he’d said with that innocent smile before he kissed me goodbye. If only he knew how badly his “boys” were already affecting me. I lay sprawled on the king-sized bed in the master bedroom—the one I was supposed to share with Liam—completely naked, legs spread wide, sweat glistening on my skin. The room smelled like sex and vanilla body lotion. My laptop was propped up on a pillow, playing one of my favorite gangbang videos on mute. The screen showed a petite girl like me getting absolutely destroyed by four huge cocks, double penetration, throat fucking, cum leaking from every hole. My right hand was busy slamming a thick, veiny 9-inch dildo deep into my dripping pussy while my left hand fran